I caved, it’s always better to turn the heating on before you see your own breath…
Posted on October 12, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged Doodlemum, Drawing, Family, Humour, Pen and Ink, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Adorable! 😻
Puss!
I know that face. You’re illustration perfectly captures their woe.
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We were tempted to last night but managed with blankets and a hot water bottle. Trying to last until November.
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Poetry. 🙂
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We keep our thermostat at at 58*. But it’s still 90* so well be a while before we then on the heat. I am dying for winter to get here. I hate summer.
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This made me smile. I don’t feel the cold (due, I think, to Norwegian genes). My children do feel it and ’tis partly their own fault for refusing to wear woollens (firmly believing them to be instruments of torture). A lot of fake trembling and teeth chattering eventually persuades me to turn the heating on, but only after the clocks go back.
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